master bedroom of our stabbin' cabin.
my husband guy and i just bought our first home. it's a log cabin in east nashville and pretty much the coolest place ever. ...on the outside. we're (i'm) slowly redecorating molding the inside to fit our taste and styles. when we first moved in he suggested we mold it to be dark southern-gothic inspired by a band called the pine box boys. (it was covered with country bumpkin floral prints and underneath that wall paper was a hideous turquoise on all the walls.)
so, here is the start of the process transforming the bedroom into... ours.
this is the view from our bed (as of yesterday) facing the north wall.
this is the north wall looking back at us. i hung that wallpaper two days ago. on the left is my walk-in closet (thinkin it may burst open spilling its guts soon.) the bed remains unmade because, hey. it's a hot tennessee summer and we kick the blankets off anyways.
closeup of my houndstooth and wallpaper patterns
if you turned one step right from here, you'd see the curtained doorway to our master bathroom, my man's walk-in closet doors and a wall covered with hideous not yet updated by me.
the unicorn skull is a new and exciting acquisition of ours. i had a table at an art and vintage clothing fair saturday as did this artist (matt arnn). it was right outside the bar my husband parked himself at while i worked. i asked him for it and he responded... "let me drink on it." at the end of the day, i gave the artist some money and told him to tell my guy he'd dropped the price for us. that worked. we're both quite pleased. (we also have a silkscreened warhol-esque lemmy portrait by the same artist in our bathroom)
here's a snap at our stack on the dresser tv-side. library books hats movies video games leathers.
and our wedding boots bookending other boots of ours.
these prints were a gift from portland artist and good buddy _milk.
and because people always do it, and i always think it's funny & of interest ... here is your friend and humble narrator in her bedroom mirror.
so, here is the start of the process transforming the bedroom into... ours.
this is the view from our bed (as of yesterday) facing the north wall.
this is the north wall looking back at us. i hung that wallpaper two days ago. on the left is my walk-in closet (thinkin it may burst open spilling its guts soon.) the bed remains unmade because, hey. it's a hot tennessee summer and we kick the blankets off anyways.
closeup of my houndstooth and wallpaper patterns
if you turned one step right from here, you'd see the curtained doorway to our master bathroom, my man's walk-in closet doors and a wall covered with hideous not yet updated by me.
the unicorn skull is a new and exciting acquisition of ours. i had a table at an art and vintage clothing fair saturday as did this artist (matt arnn). it was right outside the bar my husband parked himself at while i worked. i asked him for it and he responded... "let me drink on it." at the end of the day, i gave the artist some money and told him to tell my guy he'd dropped the price for us. that worked. we're both quite pleased. (we also have a silkscreened warhol-esque lemmy portrait by the same artist in our bathroom)
here's a snap at our stack on the dresser tv-side. library books hats movies video games leathers.
and our wedding boots bookending other boots of ours.
these prints were a gift from portland artist and good buddy _milk.
and because people always do it, and i always think it's funny & of interest ... here is your friend and humble narrator in her bedroom mirror.